Baby girl is playing with her Frozen puzzle.

I see Hubbie walking up the footpath, home for lunch.

“Look honey! Tato is home.”

She glances.

“I don’t wanna look at Tato.”

“What? Why?”

She sighs. “I still love my Tato… but I don’t wanna look at him.”

???

“Why, what’s wrong?”

Another sigh. “I’m not 100% today.”

…

“I’m 40.”

🤣🤣🤣

Then, as Hubbie got to the door, she skipped over to the other side, opened it happily for him, and proceeded to say with enthusiasm “I’ve got a story to tell you…”

😏

Kids.

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